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Last Night

I dreamed last night that Tammy was Sheriff Longmire, and I was Henry. Then Tammy/Longmire had an affair with…Tammy. I/Henry knew what was going on, but I’d had my tongue pecked out by a bird and couldn’t speak.

I woke up gasping for air.

I dreamed last night that a SWAT team was surrounding our house. The only one who knew was Baker, and he tried to warn us. But we just ignored him. We thought he wanted a treat.

I woke up and lay rigid, listening.

I dreamed last night I had a dead baby inside of me. I went into my OB appointment on Friday and the ultrasound showed that the baby died at 9 weeks. I had to go for a D&C. The doctor used a drill to cut me open and barbed wire to hold me open while they pulled a congealed mass from inside me. I wanted to hold my baby but no one would let me.

6 thoughts on “Last Night”

I’m sorry, dreams like that are terrible. I’ve been having vivid, intense and often horrible dreams through most of the pregnancy. Apparently it’s a thing. But none of those dreams have reflected anything close to reality, and I very much hope & believe yours don’t either.

Oh Sweetie! How awful! Maybe something that makes you laugh right before bed will help. If I’m having nightmares, which happens frequently, I watch my favorite funny movies just before bed. That usually helps. Sending you love and serenity.